© K Hannan 2007
Goldfinches scatter across the sky
Blackberry blossoms shimmering white
Something so true it cannot be named
Is all around you
Out in the field you're considering
Daisies, bumblebees, and everything
Something so true it cannot be named
Has come and found you
And every step falls into place
The way it's always been
The way it's never been
And every step falls into place
On a summer morning
On a summer morning
Neither do you toil nor spin
Something so true it cannot be named
Is walking in your footsteps
Yours are the buttercups, yours are the trees
Yours is the Life that lives through all of these
Laughing or crying, or down on your knees
Your Love is endless
And every step falls into place
The way it's always been
The way it's never been
And every step falls into place
On a summer morning
On a summer morning
Neither do you toil nor spin
Something so true it cannot be named
Is walking in your footsteps
Something so true it cannot be named
Is walking in your footsteps
Something so true it cannot be named
Is walking in your footsteps